“A lovely grand historic home,
‘Mongst trees upon the hill,
was putting on a coat of snow.
The night was very still.
And Frank was there with broom in hand,
To sweep the snow away,
Smiling, friendly, welcoming,
As he was throughout our stay.
He showed us in and ‘round the house
He led us room by room.
He showed us coffee, showed us tea,
Some later we’d consume.
He showed us rooms for dining,
And rooms for sitting too.
Twelve bedrooms was the total count.
For us just one should do.
Then we went to “Porterfield”,
The name of number five.
We creaked our way up spiral stairs
That almost seemed alive.
The room was simply beautiful
With all that we might need.
With robes and all amenities,
It was complete indeed.
[…]
So if you’re traveling 81
Or near the Blueridge Parkway,
Be sure the Rockwood Manor
Is a place that you do stay.
Frank and Rochelle Drummond
Are the hosts that you will find
Will have the “Keys” to Rockwood Manor
Where you can unwind.
They’ll wine you and they’ll dine you.
They’ll really do their part;
Your Rockwood Manor visit
Etched forever in your heart.”
-Don and Eva
Thank you for writing this beautiful poem about your stay here at Rockwood Manor. We hope your stay was as wonderful as this poem is.
